Since the term "Big Dogs" seems to be used quite loosely today, I figured I'd comment on how my own day with the Big Dogs of Ontario went. On Stubby's advice, we took his boat out on his special lake. (Yes, Dad, his secret lake - be jealous.) I will not name this lake in fear that I'd get the crap kicked out of me by a Ukranian man.
Anyway, the day started out glorious.
We took off in the 16 foot vessel and went through some small creeks to get to the lake of our desires. I was put in the front to watch for rocks...but when the water was considered deep enough, Stubby cut that boat through there like a prize winning sports car.
We got out there and the old man had to put on his bait.
And along the way, I realized just how hardcore these big dogs that I have been running with really are. Look at this wild bunch.
We all caught our limit of Walleye, 2 for me, 2 for Grandpa, 4 for Stubby, and 4 for Eddie. Also, we managed to catch two nice Perch which Grandpa forced into the basket whether Stubby liked it or not. At the end of our fishing day, we cut the motor and just sat in the middle of the lake to eat our lunch.
It was a good day for me and the Big Dogs I run with.
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
We All Have A Weakness
Say ya to good ole Canada, eh?
The next few days of my Canadian experience have yielded fish aplenty. Combined with the two days of fishing we have brought in 10 legal "pickerels" or walleye. The fishing has been good though, very exciting and eventful.
We started with the anticipation and all the glory that Perch Bay has to offer.
Of course, in Canada, it wouldn't be fishing without a little boat ride first. In our case, a ride in a smooth riding 16 foot Lund, the Cadillac of fishing boats. It was a beautiful day again, 24 and sunny (24 x 2 = 48 + 30 = 78). Today it was 27 (27 x 2 = 54 + 30 = 84) with a beautiful blue sky.
As I said, we had some keeper fish...
(Yes, I take off my own fish...but not when someone else nets them. I did my fair share of fish taking off today though.)
And then of course comes the best part of all - the consumption of the fish. Canadian walleye is a real treat if you've never indulged. When I was a little fella, I choked on a fish bone in Canadian Walleye and said "Walleye will be my enemy for life." However, I now openly embrace it.
We had a heck of a meal.
Not to mention the fish was cooked to perfection.
Just look at this lovely plate of food.
5 Forks!
And don't worry Aunt Carrie, I was thinking of you too. :D
I'll be seeing you all soon enough hopefully.
:)
The next few days of my Canadian experience have yielded fish aplenty. Combined with the two days of fishing we have brought in 10 legal "pickerels" or walleye. The fishing has been good though, very exciting and eventful.
We started with the anticipation and all the glory that Perch Bay has to offer.
Of course, in Canada, it wouldn't be fishing without a little boat ride first. In our case, a ride in a smooth riding 16 foot Lund, the Cadillac of fishing boats. It was a beautiful day again, 24 and sunny (24 x 2 = 48 + 30 = 78). Today it was 27 (27 x 2 = 54 + 30 = 84) with a beautiful blue sky.
As I said, we had some keeper fish...
(Yes, I take off my own fish...but not when someone else nets them. I did my fair share of fish taking off today though.)
And then of course comes the best part of all - the consumption of the fish. Canadian walleye is a real treat if you've never indulged. When I was a little fella, I choked on a fish bone in Canadian Walleye and said "Walleye will be my enemy for life." However, I now openly embrace it.
We had a heck of a meal.
Not to mention the fish was cooked to perfection.
Just look at this lovely plate of food.
5 Forks!
And don't worry Aunt Carrie, I was thinking of you too. :D
I'll be seeing you all soon enough hopefully.
:)
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Oh, Canada
If you weren't yet aware, I am in Canada with the Grandparents. After traveling 17 hours, we reached our destination here in Perch Lake. This morning is beautiful, blue skies and 20 degrees (yes, celcius). With little time to spare, I had already ran into a beautiful childhood memory.
Does anyone remember little bunny foo foo?
:)
Does anyone remember little bunny foo foo?
:)
Sunday, June 15, 2008
A Tribute
Yes, today is Father's Day. This for all the fathers out there.
To every father who has ever said, "Because I said so"
To every father who has defied the laws of physics without breaking a sweat...
To my number one baseball fan throughout the years, and my number one critique.
To the father who answered my hundreds of questions per day that I would ramble off.
To the man who taught me to throw a ball, and tie a tie.
To the father who pushed me down a hill on my bike because training wheels "just aren't supposed to be on the rail trail"...
To the father that kept me out of trouble by not letting me watch Power Rangers and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
To the man who told me how life was going to be, and if I didn't like it...do something about it.
To the one who took me to practice and games, not to mention helped coach.
To the father who helped me out of the Arlington Cemetery, with limited mockery I must add.
To the man that has always stressed the importance of education.
To the father that took me to the UP hundreds of times.
Thank you for being my father, and a good one at that.
To every father who has ever said, "Because I said so"
To every father who has defied the laws of physics without breaking a sweat...
To my number one baseball fan throughout the years, and my number one critique.
To the father who answered my hundreds of questions per day that I would ramble off.
To the man who taught me to throw a ball, and tie a tie.
To the father who pushed me down a hill on my bike because training wheels "just aren't supposed to be on the rail trail"...
To the father that kept me out of trouble by not letting me watch Power Rangers and Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
To the man who told me how life was going to be, and if I didn't like it...do something about it.
To the one who took me to practice and games, not to mention helped coach.
To the father who helped me out of the Arlington Cemetery, with limited mockery I must add.
To the man that has always stressed the importance of education.
To the father that took me to the UP hundreds of times.
Thank you for being my father, and a good one at that.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
All Apologies
I am so very sorry for the fact that I haven't updated my blog lately. I've been working full time and juggling the necessaries of post high school activities. I've been having a lot of fun lately and making a lot of money so things have been going well. I apologize that I haven't given everyone the thank yous that you deserve, but I promise that they are on their way. It takes a lot of work to hand write all of those, and I know I've broken the one week rule, so for that I am sorry.
However, something very exciting happened today! I had orientation, and didn't come away disappointed. I made a few friends, got a killer schedule, and got to try my hand at writing some peppy lyrics.
So here is my much anticipated schedule, I took Scott's advice and avoided Jones for my German class, so be proud Scott.
However, something very exciting happened today! I had orientation, and didn't come away disappointed. I made a few friends, got a killer schedule, and got to try my hand at writing some peppy lyrics.
So here is my much anticipated schedule, I took Scott's advice and avoided Jones for my German class, so be proud Scott.
22045183 | ART 126 | Intro to the Visual Arts | Anspach 161 | Harold A Wildey |
22048393 | COM 101 | Introduction to Communication | Moore 212 | |
22046557 | FYE 101 | First Year Experience | Anspach 153 | Michael Robert Evans |
22046646 | GER 101 | Ele Ger I Lang Cult | Pearce 329 | Janet D Lein |
22048085 | PSC 105 | Intro Am Govt & Pol | Anspach 162 | Thomas Warner Stewart |
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